From:		Matt_vTrek
Date:		19 April 1996 22:09
To:		U.S.S. Lafayette
Subject:		RE: Crew Quarters

<Captain Mortimer, Crew Quarters>

After dismissing the crew, Mortimer makes his way back to the Lafayette.

Entering the turbolift, he goes directly to his quarters.

Still can't get used to this cabin... but at least things seem to be going right for me after all that trouble with Starfleet Intelligence. I don't believe Tnega ever had any more information on Alex than he actually gave me.

Stifling a yawn, he makes his way over to his terminal.

Repairs are nearly complete, and all the medical equipment is on board.... whatever it's for.
The image on the screen starts to blur, and he rubs his eyes. 

It's been a long day, Max. You need some rest.

And with that, he changes into his pyjamas and goes to bed.

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Rising early the next day, he sees a priority message flagged on his terminal.

Mission orders from Commodor e Jordison, our new squadron commander. Slater's Planet? I've never even heard of it! So, we're going to be ferrying medical supplies to a bunch of aliens in the back of nowhere. Doesn't Starfleet have medical vessels for this sort of thing. Oh, well, suppose I'm going to have to get used to this. Now, what else does it say.... Romulans!

Images of Romulan warships attacking the planet, requiring the Lafayette to come in with all phasers blazing, pass through his mind. He immediately starts thinking about another subject.

The Commodore might be joining us in a couple of weeks? Maybe she doesn't think I'm up to the job! Shut up, Max, you're getting paranoid again. 

"Mortimer to Bridge. Mr. Beata, set a course for Slater's Planet, and get us ready to disembark from the Starbase on my command.